SANDRA and the WOMEN are in the middle of a big, ribald laugh.
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Lorenzo, it's really not my place to get in the middle of your family business.
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Break free from the chrysalis of middle-class ennui that's imprisoning you."
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l'm not talking about the Middle Ages, either.
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They're in the middle of an IED belt.
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I've spent the last week or so talking to guys who I would call middle management.
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All right, it's called a man-in-the-middle attack.
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One large raised ring is in the middle of the floor – the place for the finals.
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EXT. SMALL TOWN – SAME DAY ESTABLISHING SHOT OF DREW STOPPING IN A SMALL TOWN, IN THE MIDDLE OF AN OPEN AIR MARKET.
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Drew is in the middle, and Gao is straining to bend his relaxed arm. He is getting the hang of it.
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The entire group is gathered in a sort of pit, on a hard concrete floor. D.S. stands in the middle.
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They push and shove into the middle of the room, a couple of kicks and punches thrown, then they face off, ready to duke it out.
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INT. MEDITATION HALL – DAY ESTABLISHING SHOT OF DISCIPLES, DREW IN THE MIDDLE, SITTING IN ROWS IN THE INCENSE-FILLED MEDITATION CHAMBER.
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ANGLE ON GAO: Who is working at the other end. He starts across the same ridge. They come to the middle: a stand off.
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We're in the present day and this is a middle class house, somewhere in the suburbs.
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The sheriff, a balding man named Owensby, had of course heard of Call and was eager to show him the prisoner. The jail had only three cells, and Blue Duck was in the middle one, which had no window. The others had been cleared, minor culprits having simply been turned loose in order to lessen the chances that Blue Duck might somehow contrive an escape.
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“That dern water looks cold,” Pea Eye said. “I was never one for cold baths.” “Well, I’m sorry we didn’t bring a bathtub and a cook-stove,” Augustus said. “If we had we could heat some water for you, but as it is you’ll just have to rough it. The rain’s stopped. The creek could start going down any time, and the more water in it the better for you. Get out in the middle and pretend you’re a muskrat.” Pea Eye was half a mind not to go. He had never disobeyed an order in his life, but this time he was sorely tempted, and it was not just the cold swim or the chancy trek that made him hesitate. It was leaving Gus. Gus was close to being out of his head. If he went on out of his head the Indians would have a good chance to get him. He sat for a while, trying to think of some argument that would make Gus let him stay with him.
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With Deets dead, Augustus and Call alternated the scouting duties. One day Augustus asked Newt to ride along with him, much to Newt’s surprise. In the morning they saw a grizzly, but the bear was far upwind and didn’t scent them. It was a beautiful day—no clouds in the sky. Augustus rode with his big rifle propped across the saddle—he was in the highest of spirits. They rode ahead of the herd some fifteen miles or more, and yet when they stopped to look back they could still see the cattle, tiny black dots in the middle of the plain, with the southern horizon still far behind them.
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Newt had taken the middle watch and was sleeping soundly when dawn broke. He was using his saddle for a pillow and had covered himself with a saddle blanket as the nights had begun to be quite cool.
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Augustus rode through the storm with a certain indifference, thinking of the two women he had just left. He took no interest in the straying cattle. That was Call’s affair. He felt he himself deserved to be in the middle of a sandstorm on the Wyoming plain for being such a fool as to leave the women. Not a man to feel guilty, he was merely annoyed at himself for what he considered a misjudgment.
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He went into one that had a huge rack of elk horns over the door and a clientele consisting mostly of mule skinners who hauled freight for the Army. None of the Hat Creek outfit was there, though he had seen a couple of their horses tied outside. They had probably gone straight to the whorehouse next door, he concluded. He ordered a bottle and a glass, but the boisterous mule skinners made so much racket he couldn’t enjoy his drinking. A middle-aged gambler with a thin mustache and a greasy cravat soon spotted him and came over.
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“No, but you’ll wish you were if Red Cloud finds you,” Captain Weaver said. “You’re in the middle of an Indian war, that’s where you are.” “Why in hell would anybody think they wanted to take cattle to Montana?” Dixon, the scout, said. He had an insolent look.
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As he neared Nebraska, the plains took on a browner look. Though he was fairly sure now he wasn’t going to die, he kept having spells of lightheadedness in which his vision wavered and he tended to run off at the mouth. At night he would wake and find himself in the middle of a conversation with Roscoe—it embarrassed him, though no one was around to hear.
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July just looked at her sadly. Jennie sighed. She had not expected to encounter such misery in the middle of the afternoon.
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